A tale of two halves on a Wednesday afternoon- where you'll see my new Tokina wide angle lens got a fair workout.
Carlucciland: A mad hatters paradise
Such an unusual spot.
Where a plastic red Wiggles punch buggy doesn't seem at all out of place.
Neither does a random Aussie number plate stuck on the wall.
So many statues the eye can hardly decide where to look next.
Bull horns anyone?
Or a metal crocodile perhaps?
And no one bats an eyelid at two stuffed koalas up a ponga fern tree
A boy totally at home behind a wheel. Any kind of wheel.
Surprising how metal and junk can be beautiful
I call the other half of this tale
Sweet summer afternoon joy
The South Coast called
This beautiful paua shell the find of the day.
And with this lens, I thee wed.
The sky is somehow bluer.
The world more expansive.
So many objects of desire to be found under their gentle touch
Then there's the contrast of his silky soft skin against the jagged rocks
And his gaze far wiser than his five years in this world
Side by side, the two pieces of my heart on the outside beat in unison
I see past a boy on the rocks and see man and nature in harmony
I see man and nature as one
And this heart is full to overflowing.